Nov 2010
"Three days?
Merely three?"
Burst of salty
shimmering tears
upon my red face;
excruciating pain
within my chest;
as I hear
those unpleasant words,
"You have three days left
in which to live."
Merely three?"
Burst of salty
shimmering tears
upon my red face;
excruciating pain
within my chest;
as I hear
those unpleasant words,
"You have three days left
in which to live."
My very first ever non rhyming poem. Entered a contest. Prompts was Three Days, short non-rhyming.
